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Wei Ying enters the clinic with her husband's arm around her waist. She tries to walk a bit faster, the gesture always felt a bit uncomfortable, but she supposes she's just the kind of person who's shy when it comes to public displays of affection that couples usually do.
"Good afternoon, do you have an appointment?" the receptionist asks with a polite smile.
"Yes, we have one at four. With Doctor Lan, she's my wife's new gynecologist" replies her husband before Wei Ying gets the chance to answer for herself and oh no, she's starting to get in a bad mood already.
“We want to start a family" He adds with a grin, laying two hands on her shoulders, and here it comes again, a familiar wave of annoyance. "We think there must be definitely something wrong with my a-ying reproductive capacities, unfortunately, we’ve been trying for a while with no luck…”
Wei Ying snaps her neck towards him, did he just say something so private just like that? She's about to give him a piece of her mind but the receptionist is talking again, giving them instructions to get to their appointment.
She makes a mental note to talk about it later, trying to push her anger at the back of her mind for now, she doesn't want to act rude or something towards her new doctor because of her bad mood.
Before they got married, Wei Ying used to have another gynecologist, she was a kind older woman who was so talkative through the process that Wei Ying felt the time fly during her examinations. Wei Ying really liked her, but her new mother in law insisted on changing to, in her words, a more renowned clinic. This one was super expensive, she wouldn't have imagined to ever be able to afford even entering this building's bathroom, this place literally had suites on the top floor.
Now her previous gynecologist was nowhere near this city, so this was a complete stranger she was meeting today, which was just annoying, she already had a great one to begin with!!
They turn a corner, everything looks extra clean and tidy, but all the white around her is starting to feel kind of too much, the hand is still on her waist, and she has to suppress the thought of just shoving it away. Instead she just sighs.
Things have changed so much since she got married…
She used to be a very much hopeless romantic omega, always daydreaming of forming a family one day, with her true love. In her dreams, they would meet and feel a pull towards each other almost at first sight, knowing in their hearts that they were true mates.
But she was also very much poor and too tired after being overworked to actually go out and try to find it.
Then, one day, this kind of handsome beta man came through the door of the cafe she used to work at, and he said he fell instantly for Wei Ying. He moved like such a nice man and made so many promises, it sounded like a nice love story. She might've even called it destiny like the one she heard all about in all those movies. Wei Ying couldn't help but fall for it too, eventually.
They only dated for a few weeks before getting married. He said his family was pressuring him and that he was sure she was the right one for him anyways, because she was beautiful and all his friends kept telling him how lucky he was to find an omega like that. Wei Ying felt a bit thrown off by that, something in her chest pulling her in the opposite direction from the altar, but she ignored it, because this was supposed to be her love story, wasn't it?
Then things started to get…monotonous, very quickly. And so very boring. She heard him do or say some stupid shit and instead of thinking it was kind of endearing, as she did in their first days of dating, she had started to get gradually more and more annoyed by it.
But not everything can be a lost cause, she's sure of it. And surely, when they get a little one, things will gradually start to get a lot better—then she'll actually have the family that used to only exist in her wildest dreams, and her marriage will recover that spark. She knows it.
Well, or at least she’s hoping for it.
So she closes her eyes briefly and takes a deep breath as her husband knocks on the door. There's a nice plaque with the name Dr. Lan inscribed on it.
When the door opens a few moments later, Wei Ying feels like someone has just pulled off the rug under her feet. She cannot help herself and gapes, cause there’s no way she’s suddenly in front of the most breath-taking beautiful, stunning woman her eyes have ever laid upon.
She's like a whole head taller than Wei Ying, her features are sharp and defined, but the pink plush of her lips seems so soft to the touch, she looks like a goddess that came to earth just to be worshiped, as she should.
Then Wei Ying allows herself to lower her gaze, redirecting it towards her chest, the medical gown is lifted and curved nicely above her generous breasts. Her hands are holding some papers and Wei Ying can't help but notice the long and pale fingers, she doesn't know how but she can tell they're cold. She also can tell they would feel amazing on her hot skin, growing sensitive as those hands…
"...honey?"
Wei Ying snaps back to reality. What was she thinking just now? Had she lost her mind? Her husband's hand is on her waist for heaven's sake.
"Yeah? Um right, sorry I was distracted" she manages to say under her breath, and makes the mistake of looking up.
Dr. Lan is looking at her now with piercing eyes, so intense and so mesmerizing, they look like they're made of gold, or from honey—or gold and honey—and she has no other option but to avert her eyes immediately. That stare felt almost physical on her.
Wei Ying feels herself start blushing under Dr. Lan gaze. It's unfair, and in her defense, probably most people would too, if they were being scrutinized by a woman like that!
"There's no need to apologize, come inside, please" Dr. Lan talks again in such a deep and elegant velvet voice and for fuck's sake, it makes her start getting wet in her underwear, no matter how much she tries to contain it. This doesn’t make any sense.
She just gulps and for once, feels relieved that this man is holding her close cause she doesn't trust her legs for shit right now.
They sit down. Dr. Lan on her side of the desk, looking so professional and practical, every movement well thought beforehand, every sentence is concise, full of authority and confidence, it's making her dizzy. Wei Ying finds herself nodding whenever both of them look in her direction, but she doesn't really know what's going on outside of her tunnel vision where Dr. Lan is at the center.
She doesn't know if it's only her imagination or her desire, but when Wei Ying tries to lower her head and look anywhere else, Dr. Lan simply starts looking at her almost fixedly, refusing to avert her stare until Wey Ying locks eyes with her. She looks kind of…angry, or maybe just way too serious, but there's something else there—her eyes appear as if they're thundering under her calm expression. Again, Wei Ying doesn't know how, but she can tell. She can almost hear her deep voice “Look at me”
"Then let's start with the examination, Wei Ying" says Dr. Lan's voice, ever so bossy, dragging Wei Ying out of her delusions. And when her vision stops feeling so hazy, she sees the hand she's being offered, so she takes it and it feels…it feels nice. Cold, as she imagined, big and covering her own hand, it feels like electricity.
It feels right.
Doctor Lan gives her a patient gown and tells her to undress in the dressing cubicle, and Wei Ying does as she’s told without saying a word. It's unusual and she knows it, but she doesn’t feel like doing much talking. She also makes sure to clean herself of the pre-come she was leaking, focusing on not letting this happen again. She knows she isn't in heat and wouldn't be for some weeks, so it should be manageable not to…get so turned on, for whatever reason this is happening.
Then, when she walks out in her gown she sees her husband and her gynecologist talking. He is behaving as usual but she’s just glaring at him with what seems to be a displeased look. She should feel mad about it, maybe even protective, but instead all she can find in herself is amusement. She feels comprehended, even—and she also feels guilty immediately after.
Then both look over to her direction and she feels only drawn to one of them. And it's not much of a surprise now, it's not her husband.
She walks over to the other side of the room to where Dr. Lan indicated. And she goes so fast that she almost trips. Almost, because in a heartbeat someone is holding her tightly by her waist.
She's about to thank her husband when a low voice talks close to her ear, the hot breath makes her gasp embarrassingly loud, especially when an earthly and territorial scent is pushed down her lungs. It makes her knees wobble, it's so good. So good.
"Be careful, no need to rush. We have time" is what the doctor says as she lets go of Wei Ying.
And Wei Ying can’t help feeling hot all over at the knowledge that it’s not only that she seems to be strong, she is.
She could throw me around, Wei Ying thinks, unable to avert her thoughts.
She sits on the stretcher with her feet balancing anxiously over the white tiles. Her hands make a fist against the leather.
"Please, rest your head on the pillow and place your ankles here" Dr. Lan instructs as she gestures to each leg support at the end of the stretcher, it's a polite tone but it still feels so much like an order.
And Wei Ying finds herself willing, itching to obey whatever she’s told to do by the finest woman she has ever met, until something makes her abruptly pause in her movements.
A sudden wave of self-consciousness washes over her. Being in such a vulnerable position, feeling so open for Dr. Lan, so ready to take whatever she has to give her—Whatever she wants to give her.
Wei Ying realizes with horror that she's wet again, really wet, she's practically dripping. She's never been this turned on in her life, it probably would even make her worried about her health for how unusual it is...if only she wasn't panicking over the hot gynecologist finding about it as soon as Wei Ying lays down and spreads her legs open before her.
Suddenly, an idea occurs to her.
Is it that weird, tho? This is an alpha that must be very experienced and very professional, given the way she moves and exists in general she seems calm and all serious. She probably would just notice, ask if she needed a pill, Wei Ying would say yes and then the gynecologist would simply go on with the exam. And that would be it. Right??
So, doing a lot of calculation and making up excuses in her head, is how she proceeds to lean on the cold stretcher, then she sees Dr. Lan place a curtain that covers the lower part of her body. Wei Ying feels like she suddenly has turned into stone.
"For privacy" Dr. Lan clarifies, looking at Wei Ying and then at her husband who's sitting somewhere behind Wei Ying's head, not too far. He doesn’t make any sound, probably too immersed in his magazine.
"Thank you" Wei Ying smiles at her, the doctor catches the sight for five whole seconds before looking back down. And okay, so what if her voice is a bit shaky? she can totally make it pass as anxiety for the invasive examination, that’s completely normal, isn’t it? no one would see her cold sweating and go: “Oh, it must be because the hot doctor is gonna touch her with those long and pretty fingers, about to touch and see her there.”
Wei Ying feels another wave of pre-come leaking, she curses mentally and takes a deep breath before finally placing her feet on each supporter.
Just the act of stretching the skin around her pussy and letting the cold air hit her skin feels good enough to make her body twitch on the table, she coughs and changes her posture in an attempt of hiding her embarrassing state of wanting something deep inside her, the sooner the better.
During the last moments before disaster, when Dr. Lan is putting on gloves, Wei Ying fantasizes about something coming up for someone, anyone in the room, making them have to postpone the appointment. But of course she doesn't count with that kind of luck, and all that happens is Dr. Lan getting behind the curtain, and stopping there for a whole ten seconds before looking up at her face, then back at the center of her legs. Her eyes going dark the second they land on her wet and swollen pussy. Wei Ying gulps hard and waits for her to say something, anything.
Fuck, Wei Ying knows how she must look, the image must be obscene to say the least.
She actually can feel the mess in her thighs as Dr. Lan stares at her with that same intensity, and Wei Ying can swear she almost hears the way her breathing hitches. But she doesn't make any comment about it. Dr. Lan only lowers her gaze once again and stretches the skin around her pussy with two fingers. Wei Ying gasps, her tummy doing something funny.
"Please relax your body, I'm going to introduce a finger for the examination, is that okay?" Dr Lan asks, and oh so she's gonna act as if she didn't notice anything? Well that works too, Wei Ying supposes. She sounds genuine, like she's being very professional. And she feels even more ashamed of herself as something similar to disappointment fills her body, of course she wasn’t expecting anything different from this but just—maybe…
*what the actual fuck are you thinking about?! Of course she's being professional, you're the one who's way too turned on to function* She thinks to herself.
"Yes" she replies, perhaps a little too quickly, but doesn't have much time to think about it because soon enough there's a cold, long gloved finger working its way inside her until the base of Dr. Lan's hand is against her cunt, and it feels like a lightning landing on her, the air around her suddenly feels full of electricity, causing her to arch her back, she can barely hold back the moan that's about to burst from her throat, but she somehow manages.
She tries to think about other mundane things, her shopping list, what is she having for dinner, but it’s futile, she keeps being violently interrupted by the finger inside her. Wei Ying could swear it feels like it's starting to move in discreet circles, and the feeling is…it feels incredible, but it's absolutely not helping her case at all.
"How is it? Are you okay?" Dr. Lan asks, meeting her eyes.
"Yeah- I mean, yes. Everything's cool" she blurts, as another finger intrudes inside her, fast, maybe even a bit rough. And this is getting too difficult for her. To feel this good and still have to hide it—it’s clouding her mind from everything else, it feels almost like a torture having to stay still.
She doesn't know what she got herself into, but she doesn't want it to stop. In fact, she needs more, needs friction, anything, the stillness is unbearable. So much that she’s about to start moving her hips at any given moment.
As if Dr. Lan could hear her thoughts, the fingers start moving, going all the way in and then all the way out. first slowly and then gaining force and, oh…it feels—it doesn't feel at all like an impersonal touch. It feels like—like she's being jerked off.
The thought alone is enough to make her pant, enough to almost make her come.
In a very casual manner, another gloved finger starts making circles on her clit and Wei Ying whimpers when she realizes that's exactly what's happening, Dr. Lan really is doing all this on purpose.
Wei Ying is being masturbated by her new gynecologist, during an appointment, and it probably shouldn't feel this good.
She knows she should probably stop it, get mad, make a fuss over it. But it's so fucking hot she can only lay as still as she possibly can and take it, take it, take it.
"Honey, are you okay? Is it painful? It looks like it" A male voice comes from behind her and the concern in it almost makes her feel bad, if only the pleasure wasn't so strongly distracting. Shit.
She had forgotten her husband was even there. They could've gotten caught easily and yet he seemed totally unaware.
"I'm okay- it's just…" she trails off as a particularly rough thrust hits inside her pussy.
"We can stop at any time, if you are not comfortable just say so." Dr. Lan says, her voice ever so steady, even as she looks into Wei Ying eyes with what can only be described as hunger, even when she's still pounding her fingers inside her. Wei Ying is astonished, she never imagined Dr. Lan could be so shameless!
"No! Please, keep going. I promise I'm okay" Wei Ying blurts out, almost interrupting her, and a wave of embarrassment hits her, but she feels so needy, so desperate. This is nowhere near enough.
"Are you sure? You're sweating so much. Is there anything I can do to help?" Says the man, her husband -she reminds herself-, now besides her, reaching for her hand.
Wei Ying tries her best to not shove it away, and at the same time, the fingers inside her curl in a way that startles her, it feels mean. Is she mad? Does she want to be left alone with Wei Ying? Cause that's exactly what she wants, too.
"Actually, yes. I'm so embarrassed you're looking at me like this" she gestures to her gown and open legs with a shy smile, that should do it. "Could you please wait outside until I'm done here…honey?"
The man seems a bit uneasy about it at first, only agreeing after a few moments of excruciating agony for Wei Ying where Dr. Lan is being carefully slow with her fingers not to make any noise that could give them away.
"Well, if that will help make things easier, I guess I'll wait in the corridor...actually, I would prefer to go for a coffee in the meantime, do you mind?"
"Yeah, yeah, that’s okay" says Wei Ying, desperate for him to leave.
Then her husband leans down on her and kisses her on the cheek when Wei Ying avoids his mouth, he'll probably think she's being shy about public display again. At the same time, Dr. Lan squeezes her inner thigh with her left hand, so hard Wei Ying thinks it's going to bruise. Surprisingly, she hopes it does.
She watches as the man walks toward the door and out of the room without giving her a second glance. As soon as the door closes with a click, Wei Ying turns back to Dr. Lan, only to find her already staring at her, at her boobs, at her waist and then at the place where her legs lay wide open, she licks her lips and finally stares at her face again. Just by her expression, Wei Ying can tell she feels as intoxicated as she is.
"So desperate, couldn't wait a minute longer to be alone, pretty?"
A thrust of fingers. A hiss.
"You're really into this"
Another one.
"Hear yourself, you're soaked."
And another.
Wei Ying finally lets a low moan escape her lips, letting them fall open without restrictions "ah!- please, Dr. Lan."
She hears a sudden hitch of breath.
"You can call me Lan Zhan, Wei Ying"
The sound of her name in Dr. Lan Zhan’ lips is hot and exciting, so she just does the same, testing.
"Okay- Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, I want more. You were the one who started this, so now you are going to take responsibility, aren’t you? Are you gonna make me finish, Lan Zhan?" she asks, with a pout on her lips, while her body is moving with the thrusts, meeting them halfway.
Lan Zhan groans and takes her fingers out, and it makes her feel immediately so empty and wrong.
Wei Ying is starting to think it's all over when she sees Lan Zhan striding towards the door, but all she does is lock it, and then as soon as she leaves she's back again, and Wei Ying smiles expectantly when she sees her removing the curtain with sharp movements.
When she's done with it, she returns all her attention towards Wei Ying, making her feel like there's nothing more important in this moment, like she would reject any call, and would ignore every knock on the door just to be here, getting drunk with the sight of her body.
And then she's thrusting again with her two fingers before adding a third one, she's going rough on her, just as she loves it. She didn’t even know that about herself until right now.
Wei Ying lowers her eyes to where the fingers are disappearing inside her and it feels, it feels like too much, it feels absolutely not enough. She feels like she's gonna start crying about it at any moment.
"Insatiable" Lan Zhan points out. Before leaning in, and discovering her chest with one hand, touching her soft boobs, her hard nipples. She looks like she wants to bite so Wei Ying locks eyes with her and arches her back to the touch, she then takes both tits alongside Lan Zhan’s hand, and squeezes them in her hands, lifting them up so Lan Zhan can tell it's an invitation, but she knows it’s more like a plea.
Yes, please, please, please. Kiss me, take my nipples into your mouth, suck on them, get them wet. I don’t care but do something. Now.
She hears a chuckle "How cute"
And only then realizes she's been saying all that dirty stuff out loud, it makes her blush furiously, it makes her pant, it makes her get even wetter.
And it doesn't even matter because it works.
Lan Zhan leans in even more and takes one tit into her hot, wet mouth.
As soon as Lan Zhan gets closer, Wei Ying is hit with a strong scent of sandalwood, making her go drunk on it. She pants as Lan Zhan's tongue curves and plays mercilessly with her nipple while one of her hands is touching her left tit and the other is making her see colors with how good it's moving inside her.
She didn't even realize the moment she grabbed Lan Zhan's hair with both hands, but that's what she's doing and she never wants this to end. To let her go.
"Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, ah, kiss me?"
"That's what I'm doing" she responds, Wei Ying can feel a little grin on her lips as she speaks with her nipple in her mouth.
"No, you know what I mean, like this" Wei Ying says, grabbing her by her sharp jaw and bringing her up until their lips are touching, or more like crashing into each other, until Lan Zhan forces her tongue inside with a disarmed sound and Wei Ying welcomes her eagerly.
She kisses her so good, she kisses her stupid. With so much passion that Wei Ying is panting into her mouth and her hips are moving in a frenetic way, looking for more friction between their bodies, faster, harder.
Just when she's about to reach her orgasm, Lan Zhan takes her fingers out. Wei Ying cries about it until Lan Zhan puts her fingers in her mouth so Wei Ying can taste herself. And holy fuck—it's the hottest thing someone has done to her.
She fucked her mouth with her tongue, now she's fucking it with her fingers, it would be enough to bring her to the edge once more. She's fucking her everywhere, with everything she has to give her.
Almost everything, Wei Ying thinks, she does not plan to leave this place without being properly fucked with everything Lan Zhan has to offer to her.
Cause just a moment ago, when they were kissing, Wei Ying could feel the boner through Lan Zhan's slacks, it felt so big and impossibly hard pressing against her bare thigh. She needs it. There's no way she can go for much longer without it.
"Your cock. Lan Zhan, get your cock out" she demands under her breath.
Lan Zhan's breathing stutters, and then she's reaching out for her belt, letting a groan out of her lungs.
Wey Ying sits herself as much as she can in this position and starts undoing Lan Zhan's shirt with urgency, kissing her neck and every new inch of skin she discovers, drawing lown moans out of Lan Zhan until she is on top of her again, only teasing with the tip of her cock pressing on her inner thigh.
“Lan Zhan, c’mon, stop that—put it inside”
She can hear Lan Zhan taking a deep breath and parting again reluctantly. Next she’s putting a condom on her hard cock and Wei Ying can only drool at the sight.
“Hurry, need you now”
At this, Lan Zhan actually has the audacity to grin, it’s not a wide smirk, but it’s still so obvious to Wei Ying’s eyes.
“Sure you do” Says the doctor, still lazily rubbing her length with her hand, watching intently the mess Wei Ying has become in a few minutes.
Wei Ying doesn’t even have it in herself to be embarrassed right now, so she just takes a look up and down Lan Zhan’s body and licks her lips, she opens her legs wide open while holding her gaze—and then she moves her hips forward, her pussy throbbing.
The next thing she knows Lan Zhan is on top of her, moaning and breathing heavily in the crook of her neck, kissing and leaving hickeys all over her neck and chest. Wei Ying knows she’s being too loud now but there’s nothing she can do about it, it’s a good thing Lan Zhan is quick to kiss her again and again until she feels silly with it.
Then finally, finally, she feels something hard pressing at her entrance, it slides until only the tip is in, and that is enough to make Wei Ying clench her insides, enough to make her wrap her legs around Lan Zhan’s strong waist and try to bring her body further inside her. At this, Lan Zhan lifts her head from Wei Ying's neck with a ragged breath, her short hair sticking to the skin of her face, and her lips… just another proof of how wild Wei Ying becomes at this woman's touch.
And Fuck, she didn’t know she was capable of desiring someone like this.
She thought she just didn’t like it that much, if she's being honest. Sex always felt like not worth all the mess, just never enough, always lacking something, she thought maybe it was really just her problem.
But this. This lacks nothing.
This feels like a river that always seemed to be never-ending until this very day, with just one touch of this woman, and the ocean she was craving for was reached.
Lan Zhan takes the side of her neck with one hand, the other one has wei ying hips on a tight grip, keeping her in place. And then she’s pushing her length all the way inside her with what can only be described as a growl.
The sound Wei Ying makes in response is shameless, loud and desperate. Lan Zhan is giving her time to adjust but Wei Ying doesn’t need it. She’s not having that.
“mmh C’mon, move” she demands, trying to push her hips forward, and whimpering when she realizes Lan Zhan’s grip on her is too strong for that.
“Impatient” says Lan Zhan, but she’s still slowly pushing, like she can’t contain herself. Like she wants to consume her.
Wei Ying would be embarrassed of the truth in the doctor’s words, but right now she can only think of one thing.
“Ah- Fuck that, more” she keeps trying to move her hips “please, give it to me”
And so Lan Zhan makes sure to give her more. She gives her more until Wei Ying is babbling nonsense between the hard thrusts, until she’s scratching Lan Zhan’s back hard, and Lan Zhan is sinking her teeth at the side of her neck, so close to her mating gland that it makes her eyes roll back. And the smell of their scents mixing, the sound of her wet pussy being used like that, everything is overflowing her senses, at this rate she’ll come too early.
And it seems Lan Zhan is in no better state, if her pace suddenly becoming deeper and more spaced between thrusts is any indicator.
No. Not yet.
“Lan Zhan, ah wait, wait”
Lan Zhan growls and it sounds like she’s falling to pieces. Nonetheless, she stops immediately, lifting her weight just enough to see Wei Ying. Her eyes scanning Wei Ying’s entire face with a carefulness and attentiveness that makes her heart start fluttering like it’s about to burst out of her chest.
“Wei ying” she speaks, in a whisper, caressing her face, then kissing on top of her nose “Wei Ying, is everything okay?”
Wei Ying smiles and searches for the hand that’s cupping her cheek, then she gives it a kiss and keeps it over her swollen red lips.
“Lan Zhan, I want a child.” Wei Ying starts, hesitantly. She thinks she might becoming crazy, but only a second later she’s more confident than ever about what she really wants “It’s so clear now. The reason why I wasn't getting pregnant…it’s not him that I wanted and my body knew all along…but, I do want a little one for myself—and I’d rather you were the alpha that gives it to me.” She finishes, trying to convey exactly how she feels, hoping it translates in her eyes and Lan Zhan can see how much she means it.
“Wey Ying” Lan Zhan calls her, and she sounds completely wrecked, like all the air has escaped her lungs. “Don’t say that—don’t play with me like that. I might do something stupid.”
“I’m serious, c’mon, I know you know I’m serious” she says with a raspy voice “Knot me up, c’mon, love.”
So, very slowly and without breaking eye contact, Lan Zhan takes her cock out of Wei Ying, and pulls off the condom. Lets it slide off her fingers as well, Wei Ying hears when it hits the floor, and both of them moan at the sound.
Then Lan Zhan takes Wei Ying by the hips and lifts her up. Immediately, Wei Ying wraps her legs around Lan Zhan’s waist, and soon enough she feels the cold and smooth wall against her back. Lan Zhan aligns her cock one more time against her entrance and, one more time, that is enough to leave them both panting just from that.
“Knot you up” repeats Lan Zhan at the same time that her hips are pushing upwards, deep inside Wei Ying. then her strong arms are lifting her by her ass and letting her fall on her cock over and over, harder and faster each thrust. All Wei Ying can do is cry and hold for dear life as she’s being fucked out of her mind.
“Please” Wei Ying cries, bringing Lan Zhan’s face closer, kissing her hard.
“You want it? how much?”
“I want you so bad, Lan Zhan, I never felt anything like this—only you." Wei Ying hears herself saying without a second thought and no filters, but she has no objections, she's never been more honest to herself than in this moment.
Lan Zhan gets closer and closer until their breasts are rubbing on each other, she nips at her jawline, the line of her neck —anywhere she can reach, pressing her open lips hard against her mating gland, but restraining from biting in the last second with what can only be described as a loud growl. At last, she pushes her length into her sensitive pussy with a particularly hard thrust, so hard it makes Wei Ying’s body fold beneath her as the pleasure takes over her entire body, making Wei Ying come so hard it feels like she’s gonna cum forever.
But Lan Zhan is not stopping even then, she continues to use Wei Ying’s body with no restraint, wasting her oversensitive pussy until Lan Zhan’s own body is ablaze and trembling violently. Her back is a tense arch as she spills as deep as physically possible inside Wei Ying, causing her to feel amazingly full as the knot grows inside her, stretching her in an almost painful way that transforms into blissed pleasure as soon as her brain registers what's happening, and then she’s coming for a second time, even harder than before.
It comes in waves crashing upon her, Lan Zhan is looking at her intently, not wanting to miss a thing, watching her fall apart, and it’s so obvious how much she’s enjoying it. Fuck. She loves how she ruined her for everyone else. One hit was all Wei Ying needed and now she’s addicted.
Lan Zhan knows no one will ever come close. She has to know, right?
She must know.
Wei Ying already knows she won’t be able to forget about her—and maybe it’s all the pheromones flooding the room after her orgasm, but she feels something finally falling into place, she doesn’t want this to be—just this.
She never wants this feeling to be over.
It takes them a long time to come down from the high. Wei Ying distantly registers herself being moved from place, then she doesn’t know how much more time passes when she blinks slowly awake, finding herself laying down, back on the table, with Lan Zhan’s hand caressing lazy patterns on the small of her back, their legs are tangled to be able to fit on the stretcher.
“Wei Ying” says Lan Zhan with a small voice, there’s something in it that immediately captures Wei Ying’s attention. “You are most definitely pregnant now, with my child and—if you didn’t mean it, you don’t have to do it, I’ll help you take care of it. But…if you still want this, let me take care of both of you”
Wei Ying can only stare at her with wide eyes, wondering if she’s dreaming. would make perfect sense that this perfect being existed then.
“I apologize” says Lan Zhan suddenly, mistaking her silence “I never did such a thing like this before, but from the moment I saw you…I wanted you, like nothing else before —and then I saw how much you seemed to want me too—I couldn't stop myself. I apologize, but I am interested in you, much so, in every way. This is not about the sex, although you are extremely beautiful" she adds, cupping one boob and perfectly squeezing it in her hand, making Wei Ying hiss in the process.
“It is probably only inconvenient for you” she continues “that I want to get to know you, and take you out on dates, and do this everyday, since you are…married to him— Therefore I apologize, I shouldn't have put you in this position"
She glances at the door, her eyes looking so, so sad, as if she's resigned she's not gonna have Wei Ying again in any way that matters, and Wei Ying can't have that. She has to make sure Lan Zhan knows how much she wants this, too.
"Hey, look at me” Wei Ying says with a mellow voice, and lifts Lan Zhan’s face with her fingertips when she doesn’t respond “I liked it. Like, a lot. Everything you did was as if you were reading my mind and knowing exactly what I needed. I never felt anything like this before with someone—anyone” she says, looking briefly at the door “You’re perfect for me, Lan Zhan"
Lan Zhan stares at her, unable to move at the implications. Wei Ying reassures her right away:
"Yes, for no one, not even for the man I married. So don't apologize. I would like to…see you again—and a lot of times again after that, actually." she finishes, feeling her cheeks blushing uncontrollably.
Lan Zhan holds her gaze like she almost cannot believe it.
“Are you sure? Wei Ying, I won’t let you go if you accept me—I won’t be able to. I’ll kill any alpha—any other— that dares to try and take you away from me”
Another wave of tingles runs down Wei Ying’s tummy as soon as she hears the possessiveness in her alpha’s voice.
Wei Ying freezes.
Her alpha?
“Alpha, mark me, make me yours in every way.” she hears herself saying, with a need that goes beyond lust. This is so much more.
So much bigger than herself.
"Yes. Mine." Lan Zhan says, and she sounds almost drunk. She’s so hard against Wei Ying bare thighs, but doesn’t even try to move.
Just then, someone knocks at the door.
“Honey, I’m back! I forgot what you like to order but I brought you my fave! Wait, why is the door locked?”
Wei Ying looks at the door, at first she feels annoyance but then, it dawns on her—she doesn’t have to put up with this anymore. The sheer relief is so intense she feels herself smiling. She opens her eyes to find Lan Zhan looking at the door with a killer look.
Wei Ying laughs, and laughs, and cannot stop. She’s suddenly so happy.
“Forget about him” Wei Ying says, pulling Lan Zhan by the collar “remind me, what were we on?”
Lan Zhan looks deep into her eyes, feeling so enamoured she almost questions if she’s not dreaming.
And then she leans into Wei Ying’s neck and marks her.
The pleasure is not like anything they felt before, as soon as Lan Zhan sinks her teeth on her bare skin is like the whole world goes still except for them, the noise outside completely disappears, until it’s only the two of them.
Actually, the three of them, Wei Ying thinks with a skip in her heart.
How did this happen? how did she suddenly use the luck of a lifetime and found the love she was looking for during all these years? She feels in her bones that this is her destined mate. Looking back, whatever she thought she felt for her ex-husband—was nothing but a farce, now that she knows how the real thing is supposed to feel.
She would never allow this to slip away.
9 months later.
“look at you! aren’t you the cutest pup ever?” Wei Ying coos, nuzzling at her daughter's nose. In response, two beautiful ambar eyes stare back at her while laughing, they are identical to Lan Zhan's.
“She’s so much like you” Lan Zhan says, she’s looking at their daughter with the most loving and captivated eyes, and when she speaks to her it’s only in the sweetest voice “I’ll give you the world, I promise, to the both of you”
Wei Ying actually feels like crying, she thinks she is, it’s hard to mind it when her whole universe is inside this room, just her, her wife, and their baby.
“Lan Zhan! look at you, always so confident! just like when you said you made me pregnant after our first time, and immediately after, too!” Wei Ying says, trying to lighten her own heart, otherwise she might explode with emotion.
“Well, was it not true then, too?” Lan Zhan says , with the glint of a smug smile.
“Lan Zhan!!!” Wei Ying laughs , bringing her wife closer so she can properly kiss her.
She feels their bond vibrating with happiness and so, so much love. She doesn’t even know what she has done to deserve it.
“I love you” Lan Zhan whispers, all of a sudden, probably feeling the same emotions through their bond.
“I love you more” says Wei Ying.
Soon enough they’ll go home, she and her family.
It’s all she ever wanted.
—Fin—